Forgotton Rhythms

A smell of damp earthSoft stirrings of leavesWind swirling in eddies faround the gardenA soft pattering on the pathDistant thunderStreaks of Lightning Claps of ThunderDrumming on the roofWimpering of my dogGusts of winds throught the front doorI stand out in the stormRembering these ancient rhythmsLong forgotton since the drought. began.